Track Insight / Lyrics
Rusted tools lie still, forgotten tales
Workshop's heart beats silent, it never fails
Behind the garage, a yard ensnares a time
When life moved faster, dreams entwined in grime
Faded gloves remind me to reach deep inside
Clutching memories, before time took its stride
A dance with shadows, where love and pride collide
In the overgrown, where secrets slumber deep
Leather whispers tales, of hearts that used tokeep
Seeds of joy and sorrow, buried 'neath the weight
Of time's relentless dance, upon those weathered gloves tonight
Wind stirs leaves, a haunting requiem plays
The yard's forgotten songs, lost in endless haze
Splintered memories, longing to escape the frame
Ephemeral truths lingering, in dust and faded fame
Faded gloves recall the touch, the fire's gentle heat
Forgotten promises, of love, still waiting to be met
In every groove and scar, a chapter yet untold
Of joy and woe, forever sealed and growing old
In the overgrown, where secrets slumber deep
Leather whispers tales, of hearts that used tokeep
Seeds of joy and sorrow, buried 'neath the weight
Of time's relentless dance, upon those weathered gloves tonight
Motes of sunbeams pierce, the high, overgrown trellis
Sunlight filtering through, a golden lattice
Casting shadows long and dark, upon the cracked earth floor
Reminding me of moments, forever lost, and no more
Faded gloves force me to recall, the love we shared
The laughter, the tears, the moments beyond compare
Though time has left its mark, the memories remain
In every worn crease, a piece of love's refrain
In the overgrown, where secrets slumber deep
Leather whispers tales, of hearts that used tokeep
Seeds of joy and sorrow, buried 'neath the weight
Of time's relentless dance, upon those weathered gloves tonight
Summer's warmth recedes, and winter's chill descends
The yard's a different world, as seasons never end
Yet in my hands, the gloves remain
Embued with love's imprint, against the passing strain
Perhaps someday, the yard will bloom anew
As memory's worn path, will lead me back to you
In every fold and crease, a part of you stays near
A love between the lines, in these worn-out gloves of years
In the overgrown, where secrets slumber deep
Leather whispers tales, of hearts that used tokeep
Seeds of joy and sorrow, buried 'neath the weight
Of time's relentless dance, upon those weathered gloves tonight
Dust settles on the street, where passion's footprints once lay
As winds resume their whispers, of the love we used to sway
In dreams I hear your voice
as I lace up these stained hands
Guiding me back to moments, with you, in this worn-out land.
